Sometimes my memories let me hold and kiss youBut they're just lending me the things I live withoutAnd it's my fault that I can't really hold youYes my ears should burn when fools are talked about

What made me think I craved another's kissesAnother's so unworthy I found outMy arms should have no right to hold anotherAnd my ears should burn when fools are talked about

At night in dreams I do her calling to meShe loves me she loves me there's no doubtBut my lips have no right to ask forgivenessAnd my ears should burn when fools are talked aboutYes my ears should burn when fools are talked about